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Fangs

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Kanzi

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~--~Essentials~--~
β€’ Birth Name: James Dasiol
β€’ Alias (es): Fangs
β€’ Actual Age: 132
β€’ Apparent Age: 20
β€’ Date of Birth: During the Civil War against the Tirant of Silvador
β€’ Place of Birth: Silvador, Vendria
β€’ Lineage: Once a human guerilla fighter, now he's turned
β€’ Occupation/Class: Sabotager, harasser
β€’ Alignment: Neutral, Self-centred
β€’ Martial Status: Single.
β€’ Element: Earth.
β€’ Birth Sign: N/A
β€’ Status/Current Location: Terra, for the moment
β€’ Quote: β€œFor the people! For the freedom!"


~--~Vitals~--~

β€’ Height: 5’ 11”
β€’ Weight: 196 lbs.
β€’ Hair Color: Black
β€’ Hair Style: Long, held up by a bandana
β€’ Eye Color: Poison green
β€’ Dominate Hand: Right
β€’ Skin Tone: Pale, a bit tanned
β€’ Skin Condition: Smooth, but rough soles
β€’ Apparent Physical Condition: Excellent
β€’ Actual Physical Condition: Excellent
β€’ Voice: Hypnotizing, calm, gentle


~--~Status~--~

β€’ Strength: Demonic strength
β€’ Power Classification: Demonic.
β€’ Speed/Reaction: uncannily Swift.
β€’ IQ- 102
β€’ Blood Type: O+
β€’ Religion: N/A
β€’ Continuum Belief: N/A
β€’ Primary Residence: Nearby cave
β€’ Primary Discipline: Hand to hand, sabotage, harrasement, one-handed sword, stealth, shield
β€’ Sub-Discipline: Assassinations, magic protection, acrobatics, endurance

~--~Persona~--~

β€’ Gentle
β€’ Polite
β€’ Cunning
β€’ Unfaltering smile
β€’ Well-mannered
β€’ Humble
β€’ Tease
β€’ Right to the point


~--~Features~--~

β€’ Tattoos: None
β€’ Scars: In the middle of his right hand
β€’ Unique Characteristics: Eyes, smile


~--~Clothing~--~

β€’ Body: Red, leather suit
β€’ Head: Bandana
β€’ Chest: Reinforced chestplate
β€’ Neck: None
β€’ Right Shoulder: Tight sleeves, slightly ripped
β€’ Right Upper Arm: None
β€’ Right Forearm: Iron wrist guard
β€’ Right Hand: None
β€’ Left Shoulder: Tight sleeve, slightly ripped
β€’ Left Upper Arm: None
β€’ Left Forearm: Iron wrist guard
β€’ Left Hand: None
β€’ Waist: Belt of Freedom
β€’ Right Upper Thigh: Loose, leather pants
β€’ Right Shin: Loose, leather pants, slightly ripped at the end
β€’ Right Foot: Reinforced boots, iron tip
β€’ Left Upper Thigh: Loose, leather pants
β€’ Left Shin: Loose leather pants, slightly ripped at the end
β€’ Left Foot: Reinforced boots, iron tip
β€’ Hair Accessory: Bandana
β€’ Neck Accessory: Leather scarf (as in picture)
β€’ Right Earring: None
β€’ Left Earring: None
β€’ Right Ring: Family signet ring
β€’ Left Ring: None
β€’ Right Wrist: None
β€’ Left Wrist: None


~--~Weaponry~--~

β€’ Name of Primary Weapon: Soul Bleeder
β€’ Class: speed/power.
β€’ Style: Short sword, sharp extension of the arm
β€’ Compliment Item(s): None
β€’ Power Classification: Sword
β€’ Length: 20"
β€’ Weight: 76 lb
β€’ Material(s): Reinforced iron-steel mix
β€’ Abilities: Gets stronger when it makes contact with blood

β€’ Name of Secondary Weapon: Shield of the People
β€’ Type: Melee
β€’ Style: Shield
β€’ Compliment Item(s): None
β€’ Power Classification: Shield
β€’ Overall height: 24"
β€’ Weight: 80 lb
β€’ Material(s): Reinforced wood edges, reinforced iron-steel mix in the middle
β€’ Abilities: Smash causes confusion

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Fangs entered the bar, smiling and nodding at the patrons he passed. His green eyes flickered around the room, looking for potential threats and dangers. He had traveled far and long to get here, but it couldn't be seen. His clothes were clean and there wasn't even a single drop of sweat on his whole body. He walked around the bar for a couple of times before decending on an empty seat. He blinked a few times and looked around for someone to take his order. He smiled warmly at the people who watched him.

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Fangs glanced at The Assasin, it had been a long time since he had seen someone as awesome. With a small hand gesture he asked if he could have a glass of water, grinning happily. He ran a hand trough his hair and looked around for other patrons that had arrived here alone.

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Fangs saw confusion in the eyes of The Assasin and said politly "Just a glass of water, thanks." And leaned back on the soft, comfortable chair he had chosen to sit in, a great deciscion.

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Fangs was somewhat amazed by the awesome skill this assasin had. "Thanks," he replied, smiling widely. He took the glass from The Assasin hand and continued with a smaller smile "Although I'm not really comfortable with..." "Sitting?" "On you?" he joked, his regular warm and kind smile back on his face as soon as he said that.

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Fangs nodded politely at the bartender and took a sip from his glass. "And thank you, again." He looked around for other patrons, looking for a conversation.

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Fangs noticed Sylvanas Windrunner, The Banshee Queen look him over, and look back, grinning politely at her. He lifted his glass up to his lips, which for a second turned into a playful smile. Then he took a gulp and he had his normal, well mannered smile again.

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Fangs stood up and walked over to Sylvanas, scanning her figure for just a moment, and looked her in the eyes "I couldn't help but notice that we made eye contact," he smiled gently and placed his hand on the back of a chair, opposite of the one Sylvanas was sitting on, and continued in the polite way "May I sit down?" His green eyes sparkled softly.

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Fangs sat down and placed his glass on a nearby table, making a soft 'thud'. "Thank you," he said, smiling warmly at Sylvanas "Just conversation and nothing else?" he joked, chuckling softly while placing a hand on his stomach. He looked in Sylvanas eyes again and answered "You may call me Fangs," he held his hand out towards Sylvanas and continued "And who is it I have the pleasure to talk with?" he said, smiling first slyly, then in his kind way again.

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Fangs glanced at Octavian the raccoon and thought for a second, then answered "That's for the lady to descide." He smiled politly and looked back to Sylvanas

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Fangs waited for Sylvanas to return so he could shake/kiss her hand (still had to think about that) and continue the conversation.

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Fangs "No hard feelings," he said while taking her hand. "Helpful type?" he asked before he turned her hand around a bit and kissed the back of it gently, closing his eyes for a second then his eyes looked at her, wildly sparkling. He let go of her hand and leaned back again, the sparkle was gone, but his face had that regular smile on it once more.

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Fangs tilted his head at Sylvanas, who took a long time for her answer.

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Fangs leant back, since he didn't get an anwser, he looked around for someone else to talk with,

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Fangs blinked a few times and ran his hand trough his hair. Things were different here, different from how it was in his birth country. People didn't kick your ass here when you weren't wearing the 'right' clothing, or weren't good mannered. He didn't know what he liked better.

He looked around the room once more, hoping to find someone to talk with, he didn't want to waste his time and sit here alone all day.

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Fangs turned his chair around, now facing Glacies "Time to chat?" he asked, a warm polite smile on his face. Then he noticed the laptop, probably a smart girl he was talking with, or, to be exact, tried to talk with.

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Fangs felt ignored once again.

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Fangs noticed a new woman had entered the bar and smiled politely at her, even though she was carrying a sniper rifle. He didn't care if people had weapons with them, it was just for protection, or attacking, either way, he didn't care.

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Fangs held his hand out for Garrit "I don't think we've met yet, did we?" he asked, smiling heartily at her when she sat down. He looked down at the gun for a second but then returned his gaze towards Garrit, although he couldn't help to look her over while switching from the gun to the lady.

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Fangs smiled politely at Garrit, "I think it has something to do with shooting stuff and the like?" he said, gesturing towards the gun. He had thought about kissing her hand, but he didn't want to get shot because of it, or at least get pointed at with a rifle.

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Fangs looked curiously for what would happen, sipping from his water in the meantime.